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Your Antidote

Quiet is the night
The Queen is alive
With her Quarrelsome fight
She is the quintessential warrior
The feathers of the Quail
Rest on the rods within her quiver
Only the qualified will prevail
Beneath her inviting quilt
It’s all in an ancient quote
Only the slow hands of the quartz
Will reveal her poison is your antidote
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